"Qingshui, Qingshui's Jiayuan, the youngest female Jiayuan in the tea ceremony world, my girlfriend."

Shimizu's face flushed instantly, she glared at him and said stammeringly: "I, I haven't agreed yet..."

Qian Linya pressed her lips with his fingers: "Shh, can't I pretend to be in front of my old friend?"

Ishida showed a mysterious smile on his face. Qian Linya knew that the meaning of that smile meant "I understand, I understand".

Being taken advantage of unknown reasons, Qingshui showed an angry expression on the surface, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth and bent eyes were like a dog's raised tail, which could not be hidden.

"Have you had lunch yet? Want something to eat."

"Egg-bread rice."

"That," the omelette brought some bad memories to Ishida. He interrupted, "The kid in our kitchen has developed a new dish outside the omelettete. Should I try it?"

"What?"

"Fried noodles." Ishida even looked a little lonely with a business smile.

“…It’s not bad with egg bread rice.”

It seems that Zhenwei Tea House still has a long way to go to improve its style.

However, according to the boss's recommendation, he ordered a bowl of fried noodles and an egg bread rice as his and Qingshui lunch.

While waiting for the dishes, Ishida couldn't help but talk about business affairs.

Judging from the fatigue of this boss who is gradually becoming middle-aged, his business has not been going well recently.

"I would have been a tea man," Ishida Ichihashi said lonely, "If it is an intermediate tea man... no, even if it is just a junior..."

"Do consumers value their boss's tea ceremony level so much?" Qian Linya asked.

"No, it's a matter of regional competition," Ishida Ichihashi said. "You still remember that Heikaku Atsushi?"

Qian Linya recalled it and remembered that this person was one of the guests at the wild tea party before. He only remembered that he was a taciturn man.

"What's wrong with him?"

"He has recently been upgraded to Yashi," Ishida Ichihashi looked unhappy. "Because of this tea man, he recently oppressed me in the location of the branch, and my branch has not been opened."

Qian Linya listened carefully for a while before he understood the truth.

In the urban planning, there are restrictions on the number of tea houses in a region and cannot be opened in groups like Niu Tong Restaurant. After all, tea houses are different from restaurants. If a family business is booming, the ones that are open next to them will inevitably be dismal.

This leads to the fact that when tea houses are expanding, money is not the only measure, but also depends on qualifications and connections.

In these aspects, Hiraaka Atsushi, who has the status of a tea person, is naturally much more beneficial than Ishida Ichihashi, who was born in the crash course.

"Not to mention that Ikeda Ikeda Ikeda has been upgraded to a low-level tea man, showing off his power all day long," Ishida Ikebashi complained, "It's hard to say how long my tea house can last..."

Qian Linya said: "I have an idea."

Qingshui glanced at him in an instant and said, "Do you want to accept an apprentice?"

"How do you know?"

"You can guess it just by guessing." Qingshui curled her lips in an instant.

Ishida Ichihashi raised his head and his eyes flashed.

"No?" Qian Linya asked.

"Okay, okay," said Shimizu instantly, "but you can't promote your disciple to a scholar directly."

"Why? I think Ishida-kun has that ability."

"There will be an assessment for tea couplets," Qumizu sighed with his forehead in an instant, "They will not agree that someone who has just become a disciple will take the exam for Yashi."

“How long will it take?”

"At least 3 years or more."

Qian Linya almost jumped up: "Why did it take so long?"

"Because ordinary people are not us," said Qumizumi, putting his hand on his chest in a flash, "We are family members, so we can get preferential treatment. Ignoring the limitation of age and qualifications, but for ordinary people, age is like a natural barrier."

The light in Ishida Ichihashi's eyes dimmed.

If it takes three years to be promoted to a scholar, how many years will it take to become a tea man?

What's more, even if he becomes a tea man, won't his competitors be able to endure it?

Ishida Ichihashi said with a reluctant smile: "Don't think about these things. I can manage the tea house with my own efforts. It's really not possible. It's good to make a snack bar, at least the omelette rice review has always been very good..."

His voice became less and less, and he could not hear it in the end.

Qian Linya knew that it was very sad for him to say this because he really liked the tea ceremony and the tea house very much.

Half an hour later, Qian Linya and Kiyomizu immediately bid farewell to Ishida Ichibashi, walked out of the Maki Tea House, and headed to the next review site.

After that, they stopped talking about the real topics, and Ishida talked about his acquaintance with Qian Linya.

He talked about how he was taken to identify tea sets and cultural relics by Ji Dao, and how he recommended Qian Linya to attend the wild tea party, and how he was intrigue at the tea party and how Qian Linya was making a big splash.

These things are memories that he and Qian Linya will never forget, but Qingshui listened with relish and was so sensible that he could not even notice the egg bread and rice in front of him until it was cold.

The two walked on the street. Before they knew it, Qingshui reached out to Qian Linya's arm and tied it with him. Her soft body leaned over, which shocked his body.

"What's wrong suddenly?"

Shimizu instantly held his hand and whispered: "It's nothing, I just want to get close to you."

"oh."

Qian Linya walked on the road with his head held high, feeling Qingshui's instant body temperature. He stretched out his palm and wanted to hug her waist, but in the end he put it down and did not take action.

"I feel more and more that you are very similar to me, and I have experienced it." Shimizu said suddenly.

"The history of your previous struggle with the division was quite thrilling, right?" Qian Linya asked.

"It's quite ups and downs, but in the end it still makes the adults play around." Qingshui smiled at him.

Qian Linya understood it, and both of them laughed.

"By the way, you said you were suppressing the division of the family. Has your division of the family started to cause trouble again?"

Hearing this question, Qingshui slowly frowned. After a while, she shook her head and said, "I won't talk about this."

The two walked onto the tram and the next target for review was 5 stops away.

When the two stepped into the tea room, although they read the information early and were mentally prepared for the situation here, they were still shocked by the simplicity of the tea room.

This is the family-born tea room of "Murakami Bumiliu". The owner of the tea room is Mitsuhide Murakami, who is "Murakami Bumiliu".

Although it is well-known, when you actually look at this simple tea room, you will know that the so-called "Murakami Bumiliu" is far from the Zong Qian family, which was on the verge of bankruptcy at that time.

After looking at the tea room outside the wall, the two went to the apartment next to them, found the room number mentioned in the information, and rang the doorbell.

After a while, a woman came over and opened the door a crack.

"who?"

The woman asked in the door.

"Hello, I'm the Shinjuku Tea Federation entrusted me to conduct the tea room for review. I'm Qian Linya, and this one is Shimizu Shina." Qian Linya said while submitting his message.

The door chain was quickly removed and the door was opened largely.

"So it's you, you're so rude!"

When the light shone over, Qian Linya saw that the woman in front of her was different from her initial impression. She was an ordinary woman with messy hair and casual clothes. She looked in her twenties and looked like a college graduate who was unemployed and stayed at home.

The woman raised her head and hurriedly called the two into the house. The two stepped into the messy foyer. The woman named Mitsuhide Murakami shyly grabbed the corner of her clothes and bowed to apologize.

"Because you live alone, I don't clean it much... I forgot that you are coming here today... You should understand it, right? After all, the advantage of living alone is that you don't need to clean it."

Qian Linya scanned the whole room. This was a simple one-bedroom apartment. You could tell at a glance that it was rented. The kitchen was just a narrow open kitchen with dirty dishes in the sink and the cabinets were filled with plastic takeaway bags that had eaten.

The room is not too bad, but books and clothes are thrown on the ground casually. When you walk over, you must tiptoe and not step on it.

Looking at the scene inside the house, Qingshui wrinkled his nose in an instant, patted Qian Linya's back without hesitation and said, "You still need to do basic hygiene? Don't look at this boy, he does hygiene very cleanly and thoroughly."

Qian Linya turned around and gave her a blank look. This guy was so rude to someone else's house.

"But I also think that hygiene should be done, otherwise it will be easy to get sick, rhinitis, etc. Don't look at her appearance as a young lady, she will be spotless and neat when doing housework."

Murakami Mitsuhide, who looked particularly bloated in a large T-shirt, stood there blankly. After a while, he asked with difficulty: "You guys, live together?"

"no."

"No."

The two of them walked to see other places in the room at the same time, but soon found that there was nothing good to look at. Finally, they sat down on the sofa that Murakami swept out.

Murakami Mitsuhide poured a cup of tea for the two of them, and said in a whisper: "Actually, I am ready to be deprived of my title, this time..."

“Deprived of title?”

Qian Linya reacted a little strongly when he heard this. This word reminded him of some of his previous memories and triggered a stress response. He picked up the teacup to cover up his loss of composure.

"Where is it that you are deprived of your title? Are you not planning to do a tea ceremony?" Qian Linya asked after drinking tea.

Murakami Mitsuhito said, "You should have seen my tea room too? It's all like that. I don't have the shame to be Murakami's Bumiliu Kazuto anymore. I'm sorry for my father..."
To be continued...